[ He's shaking like a leaf when she moves to him, and he meets her halfway; he figures she's going to use body heat or something, chafe his arms or whatever, and well, it's not like he's going to say no to getting close to her.
(He didn't realize how touched-starved he was until Maya came into the picture. He tries to make as many excuses as he can to hold her close, to take her hand, and he's glad that she humors him.)
But then heat is flowing from her, too warm to be anything but magic, and he muffles a groan of relief, leaning into her fully. Fuck, that feels amazing -- and it's all the better when she kisses him.
Whatever Maya's reasons are for sticking this out with him, it's small moments like these that makes him decide he doesn't give a flying fuck. ]
Alright. [ He says it reluctantly, but it's better to keep moving, if only to keep their pursuers at a distance. ]
I'll be fine. [ He smirks. ] If I can survive a zap to the chest, I'm pretty sure I can survive a tiny bit of snow.
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(He didn't realize how touched-starved he was until Maya came into the picture. He tries to make as many excuses as he can to hold her close, to take her hand, and he's glad that she humors him.)
But then heat is flowing from her, too warm to be anything but magic, and he muffles a groan of relief, leaning into her fully. Fuck, that feels amazing -- and it's all the better when she kisses him.
Whatever Maya's reasons are for sticking this out with him, it's small moments like these that makes him decide he doesn't give a flying fuck. ]
Alright. [ He says it reluctantly, but it's better to keep moving, if only to keep their pursuers at a distance. ]
I'll be fine. [ He smirks. ] If I can survive a zap to the chest, I'm pretty sure I can survive a tiny bit of snow.